Well shits about to get real.
Right now, I'm in a tight suited suit (hehehe, word play) which had consists bright blue blazer with a white long sleeved shirt, a light blue neck tie, blue colored pants (same color as the blazers), white colored shoes and a thick polished black cover shoe (I can see my reflection from the shoe's surface!) And some socks.
But shall I say... I look so damn good!
*sigh* today's the orientation, and with the constant reminder of the bodily blessed Loli (I can never find myself being mad at her even though she woke me up by 3am to remind me of the orientation... That was yesterday!!) I was able to make it just in time-
"-you may be dismissed" the man at the elevated stair due to his height issues said which the crowd of thousands of people responded with their feet echoing against the tiled floors.
"Seems like I was a little late" I heard another voice coming from my side, but I chose to ignore the random person.
One thing I learnt from Saskue-kun is to never trust anyone... Including your teache-
"It's you!" The voice seemed more clear... Wait! Is that a girls voice?
I turned to the left to meet the fierce glare of a certain Blondie.
Now that's just great!
"Y-You good looking pervert!" Well that's a new one. I casted my glance at the blonde's body which was kinda tight in some areas like the chest and rare areas. She wore the same uniform as me except she wore socks that reached all the way to her mid thigh and a skirt which was just above the knee's in length. Overall she looked stunning.
"...do! Weirdo! Stop starring at me with that smile! It's creepy" I unconsciously touched my face and indeed, there was a smile. A mischievous smile on my face.
Dammit! Get a grip on yourself young man!!
I was almost tempted to slap myself, only to recall a past experience.
*shiver*
Damn strength made me almost kill myself.
"Which class are you Mr perv" she said while trying to act like she doesn't give a fuck about it. But it's just a farce.
"Why do you want to know?" I asked her as I didn't want to stain my already stained imagine in her mind, hence, I need to avoid eye contact.
"Because you're walking exactly in the direction of the females locker room." She said as I felt a cold sensation at my back.
Shit! Where the hell am I going to?!
"4-B." U said as I stared at the sanitary pad stuffed at the corner. Really unhygienic!
"..." I did not hear a response... Heck, I did not hear anything.
I turned to her direction only to see she was gone! Yeah, poof! Gone with the wind!
Haaa, just my luck today.
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"Kamal Jordan?!"
"Here!" Hearing me name called from behind the door made me to rush into the room, not noticing the figure standing beside the door.
*oof!* *slam!*
I slammed into s soft squishy figure as my back smacks the ground with the figure on top of me in my arms, my brain stopped working for a few seconds as I felt my entire face being buried into two soft sensations, out of pure instinct my hands moved on their own as it caress the figures back before sinking deep into the meaty marshmallows.
[😏]
"Ahem!" A loud cough brought me back from the sky above as an intruding figure separated the squishy figure from my grasp before picking me up by the collar then slamming me backwards.
Of course, I could have avoided this with ease but I decided to go with the flow.
I felt a gush of wind slam on my face which tossed me outside the classroom.
Before I could land on the ground, I was enveloped in darkness in one moment, then the next was me sitting comfortably on a sit in which I have no idea of sitting on in a neatly arranged office.
"Huh?" I couldn't help but glance at the office chair which was facing the window as it's huge body obstructed my view of seeing who sat on it.
"Mr Kamal, if I hadn't dragged you into my office, a bloody mesh would have done so" A grunt spine tingling voice said from behind the chair.
"If it was about me punching the shit out of that fucker then yeah it'll probably would"
The chair turns to face me as a curvaceous mech suit with a helmet greeted me.
"Hello ma'am!" I greeted with enthusiasm as I can clearly see our Dean is a Lady with a hot figure!! Oh and boy does that helmet do wonders with mystery.
"I am Damsel, the academy Dean. And a famous 'A' ranker with the infamous ability of 'probability manipulation'. Now I want you to follow that pattern in introducing yourself."
"I am Kamal Aves, the academy Dean- I mean student!!" I said as I scratched my right cheek with a sheepish smile.
"With the infamous ability of 'Super strength!' And I am undeniably handsome" she glared at me... Well that's what I felt as I stared at the blank tainted front of her helmet.
"Your lying" she said as she stared at my wrist, only to see the 5% on the screen.
'He's so weak, but why can't I shake off that feeling of dread that I felt some minutes ago?' She said to herself as she stares at me with the unreadable helmet obstructing her pretty face.
"You're dismissed" she said before turning her back towards me via her chair.
"Yes ma'am" I walked out of the office before starring at the camera at the corner then the window.
"3 seconds" I noted as it slowly turned to the left giving me the chance to lighten myself by a few KG, making my movement a bit more nimble then bursting towards the direction of the opened window.
*swoosh*
I further reduced my weight by a few KG which made me float with the direction of the wind which sends me going the opposite direction of the academy.
Why am I doing this? I need the green baby!!
..................
I walked in the bar with a slight smile as I noticed heads turning my direction.
'Yes! Admire my beauty and divine handsomeness which puts those puny gods to shame!'
I sat on a random booth, before muttering the wordings,"The nightfalls when no one's watching" out loud.
A waiter with full bodied tattoo walked to my direction with a blank expression.
"Right this way sir" he led me to the staircase which led downwards.
"Now that's an underground lair!" We claimed down the stairs for about an hour plus before I was able to see the bright light of the underground City.
The Geo City, home of your regular criminals, grunts, loyal and wanted henchmen... You name it!
"Sector 'X', I'm here for the auction" I said while handing over my ticket to the waiter who escorted me here.
"Right this way sir" we walked pass many grunts and thugs who casted their glances at my battle gear. Yes, I am no longer in my uniform but my battle gear.
Why? Who the fuck wears a uniform made for the widely known academy of young heroes to Geo City? It's like wearing a cop costume then walking straight into the streets of Brooklyn.
...yeah that's a death sentence.
"We're here Sir"
(To be continued)